Relationships - Something happened last week
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Published: 2026-06-21
Added: 2026-07-01
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# Relationships - Something happened last week
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- **Language:** en | **Duration:** 1446.0813125s
## Summary
Something happened last week. It's going to be hard. It is going to be hard. Something happened last week that's so central to what I'm trying to show and change about all of us. But I think it's worth talking about. It's important. I've had a girlfriend for the last two and a half years, a young la...
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Something happened last week. It's going to be hard. It is going to be hard. Something happened last week that's so central to what I'm trying to show and change about all of us. But I think it's worth talking about. It's important. I've had a girlfriend for the last two and a half years, a young lady named Kiara, who I met. She brought in her mom for an interview. Her mom is a homeless addict. Lives on the streets to this day. And we met and just kind of clicked and got along. And it was really, you know, she wasn't the kind of girl I thought I would ever be involved with. It was romantic. It turned into that very quickly. And it was really the most wonderful relationship. It was a magical. We both used to say all the time. I can't believe this is happening. We both of us seem to love each other more. Every day. The relationship got stronger and better as it went on. It was beautiful. It was amazing. I used to say, you know, I was much older than I am much older than she is. And I used to say, like, if you ever want to get rid of me because I'm too old, just let me know. And she goes, like, I would never do that. You're like, you're irreplaceable. There's nobody like you. And I felt the same way about hers. Like she was one of a kind. So fun and kind and sense of humor was perfectly matched. It was like we just constantly made each other laugh. My job is hard. You know, I do this all day. And I, some days are really difficult. I would just come home fried and just in a nasty sour mood. And I would walk in the door and sit down and just within minutes, within three minutes, everything was erased and just gone. It would evaporate just because of the way she treated me, the way we interacted. It was just magical. It was the best, only two and a half years, but probably one of the best things that ever happened to me. It didn't matter if this age difference. You guys were just best friends. She was very mature for her age. She was in her 20s. She was very mature for her age. I had heart and believe she was in her 20s. I'm like 30s. She looked 30 something. And I am very young at heart for my age. So yes, on paper, it's a big age gap. But in reality, we were perfectly matched. Perfectly matched. It sounded weird on paper, but if you saw us together, there was nothing weird about it. She had a three-year-old son. She has a three-year-old son. We would see each other every day, every night, have breakfast every other day, and then get together for the evening after work. And then we would be texting each other. She'd text me all these really sweet little love messages throughout the day, and that was really sweet. I enjoyed all that silly little stuff. It was really something I never thought I'd like in a relationship. Very different kind of woman than I've ever been with before. I was always into these almost elusive challenging, difficult people. She was none of that. Just loving, kind, open, honest, sweet, just the greatest in every way. And last Wednesday, I texted her, like I always do at night. I came by to see her just briefly because she had some friends over. But I came by to say hi. She was her usual self. Everything was perfect. I left, and I texted her when I went to bed. She texted me back right away. And then in the morning, I get up early, I text her and don't expect to reply right away. But like 8 o'clock goes by 9 o'clock, goes by 10 o'clock, 11 o'clock. So I drive over. You know, she lived nearby, my studio. And I have a key to replace. I go open the door. Her three-year-old son is there with a stinky diaper. And I go, where's mommy? And he points to the bedroom. And I go into the bedroom. The bed is empty. And I go into the bathroom. And she's underwater laying in the bathtub, curled up. And I'm just like, I just didn't know what to make of t
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